Grace

His watchful eyes averted gaze
Into the girl he thought was Grace
Such marvelous beauty, blue eyes like the sky
Such glowing skin that would shine every night

He always made the same mistakes
At times he thought the girl was Grace
The girl whose hair would shine precious gold
At any high cost can never be sold

So lovely is she as flowers that’s May’s
The girl he thought whose name was Grace
Whose lips are kissed with red red rose
And inner beauty meant to boast

It never seems too long the days
If he would see the girl named Grace
Her beauty seems so timeless away
Just seeing her brings wonders everyday

He wonders why she’s worthy to praise
This girl which, whom he thought was Grace
Whenever she turns at him and smiles
He felt he could run a thousand miles

During though, through the rainy days,
He needs one glance from her adoring face
And so his eyes averted their gaze
Into the girl he thought was Grace